Persepia D&D 5e campaign (The Cult of Silver?)

[Save The Dragons]

The man brushes off the spot where the hand grabbed him, and shakes his head, leaving the theatre. The city of Tel Nadev is pretty tolerant, so most people are in awe of the magic that was performed and don't mind that the heckler was shown a bad time. Goertz watches the man go but shrugs, the audience is still pretty full of paying customers so he's happy.

Goertz walks out on stage. "Well, wasn't that something? I can't wait for what's next!" Goertz points to Ashlyn. "Why don't you show us what you got?"

Ashlyn is up!

[Jake The Wolfie]

Ashlyn looked onward at the crowd, already reaching for her pike and crossbow. "Hello there worldly,

Demonic

, and otherworldy creatures! I'm sure you're all too happy to see a lady do some magic, but I have a few different tricks up my sleeve." She looks onto the crowd to see if anyone reacted to her Abyssal translation of Demonic.

She sticks her pike into the floorboards, climbing on top then balancing on it, and reading her crossbow to take aim at the giant target.

[Jake The Wolfie]

this will clearly go well, just trust me

[Save The Dragons]

Go ahead and make a Dexterity (Acrobatics) check. Since the maneuver you are trying is a little tricky, the DC will be a little high. DC is the Difficulty Class that you must overcome in order to succeed.

Your roll is 1d20 plus your Acrobatics modifier.

[Jake The Wolfie]

Original Roll String: 1d20+3

1 20-Sided Dice: (13)+3 = 16

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[Save The Dragons]

Ashlyn first notices that no one seems to respond to the word said in Abyssal, or if they do, they don't show it. Ashlyn wobbles at first, but quickly collects herself. Her pike is planted firmly in the board of the stage. Goertz mutters something about not paying for that, but you're in the zone as you get your crossbow ready to shoot the target.

Make an attack roll for the target.

Your character sheet is currently incorrect as it doesn't include the proficiency bonus so make sure to add your proficiency bonus as well as your dexterity modifier to a d20.

i'm a dumb dumb who can't count

[Jake The Wolfie]

"Heh, all of you look so intent, like I'm going to make a slip." She stands on her pike with one leg, then firing at the target.

Original Roll String: 1d8+3

1 8-Sided Dice: (8)+3 = 11

[Save The Dragons]

rolling a 20 is a critical success, while rolling a 1 is a critical failure. strange things happen when you roll a 1 so watch out!

Ashlyn steadies her crossbow. At the last second before getting the shot off, she slips off the pike and lands on the ground. The bolt, however, doesn't hit the target. It hits:

1 - Goertz
2 - the fish tank
3 - the floor
4 - somewhere in the audience

Original Roll String: 1d4

1 4-Sided Dice: (4) = 4

[Haschel Cedricson]

Point of order, Jake rolled the damage dice and not the attack dice.

EDIT: Ignore me, this result will be funnier.

[Jake The Wolfie]

I'm not sure if I am supposed to say what happens next, but I assure you it will be terrible. At least the audience will get a kick out of it.

[Save The Dragons]

Good point HC, i missed that. Still, it's a good lesson! But apologies, I meant to tell you (JTW) to roll a d20 and add the modifier.

The fish tank shatters and water starts to rush out. The sudden shattering of glass causes some of the audience members to flinch, though there's some who think it was intentional and you catch one young dragonborn mouthing the word "cool!" as water rushes onto the stage and splashes those in the front row. Goertz cringes as he sees someone pull a shard of glass out of their arm.

Goertz comes out, nearly slipping on the puddle of water made from the shattered glass. "Hey hey! You're paying for that one, too!" he hisses at you. He sighs and turns to the dragonborn amongst you.

Dizilpaan, you're up!

[Jake The Wolfie]

Honestly, it will be worth losing 5-8 GP just for that.

[Dannflor]

That was wonderful.

[ForWhomTheJellyRolls]

Dizilpaan stumbles forward to the center of the stage. "Hello" he says somewhat quietly. An audience member coughs. Dizilpaan surveys the crowd as they start to murmur and look around amongst themselves. "Hello! " Dizilpaan shouts. "I will aim for the target and try not to break anything." Dizilpaan pulls out a dart from his robes. He aims for the target and and throws.

[Save The Dragons]

Go ahead and make an attack roll (d20+proficiency+dexterity modifier)

[ForWhomTheJellyRolls]

Original Roll String: 1d20+2

1 20-Sided Dice: (6)+2 = 8

[ForWhomTheJellyRolls]

Oops that should be +4 not +2 but still, yikes.

[Save The Dragons]

Dizilpaan tosses the dart. It hits true to the target, though not to the bullseye. The crowd is mostly silent. "I could have done that," a heckler calls out.

Goertz doesn't love the silence and walks out on stage, performing a little dance to try and recaptivate the crowd, but it falls a little flat. "Thwack! You're up!" he hisses at the kenku in the group before bounding off the stage.

Thwick is up!

[Haschel Cedricson]

Thwick shakes his head at the last two displays of dexterity.

Amateurs,

" he thinks to himself. Pointing at Ashlyn, the kenku opens his mouth and Ashlyn's voice comes out. "I have a few different tricks up my sleeve." Thwick immediately makes a wah-wah sound. He points at Dizilpaan next. Repeating the dragonborn's words in his own voice - "I will aim for the target", Thwick makes the wah-wah sound again and raises his own bow along with an apple from his pouch. He tosses the apple towards the target, nocks an arrow, and lets it fly.

Original Roll String: 1d20+5

1 20-Sided Dice: (20)+5 = 25

[Loftwing]

Ashlyn will remember that

[Jake The Wolfie]

Whoops, altslip. Well, at least I can access this thread easier.

[Save The Dragons]

The audience is intrigued by the mimicry, before turning their attention to the arrow being fired. The arrow flies through the air to the eager delight of the crowd, perhaps some of them hoping it'll go somewhere it's not supposed to go. It hits the apple with just a little too much force, causing it to disintegrate in the air. This knocks the arrow's trajectory just enough to be somewhat off the bullseye, but the audience is still impressed by the destruction of the apple that they don't much care.

Goertz comes out again. "Nice one, Thwock. Now let's give it up for...ah...the elf."

"Elf" is up!

[Cephrir]

The elf looks around a bit nervously, as he has been doing this entire time. He is obviously uncomfortable with so many people staring at him. Internally, he regrets his life choices.

Though he remains nervous and does not speak except for the words of a spell, he does add an unnecessary flourish or two to his spellcasting. He casts Produce Flame, creating a small, flickering fire in his hand. Thinking his goal is simply to get a reaction, he hurls it without warning at the target.

Original Roll String: 1d20+5

1 20-Sided Dice: (5)+5 = 10

[Save The Dragons]

oof

The audience looks excited at the flame. Goertz looks a little nervous.

The elf gets ready to cast his spell, but with one of his flourishes, he unknowingly brings a bit of pollen caught on his sleeve into his nose. As he casts the spell, he sneezes, launching the flame somewhere unintended...

1 - Goertz
2 - the curtain
3 - the floor
4 - somewhere in the audience

Original Roll String: 1d4

1 4-Sided Dice: (4) = 4

[Save The Dragons]

Apologies, I just realized I skipped Nathaniel.

The seat that the flame is launched to is mercifully empty, but the crowd nearby does scatter as a flame is hurled towards them and the wooden thing catches on fire.

"Everyone keep calm!" someone calls from the crowd, and you see a couple members dressed in the city guard's uniform come over and stamp it out.

Goertz glares at the elf before stepping out on stage, looking nervous and sweating bullets. "This may be the last time I do this," he mutters under his breath. He turns to Nathaniel, looking at him sternly, like 'you better do something amazing'. "Everyone, give it up for our last act, Nathan L.!"

Nathaniel is up!